A lot of people did
laugh at Boris, even though he was a good and smart boy.
Adults made unfeeling jokes to his mother. They said,
“Hey, that’s some teeny-tiny kid!
I’ll bet you save a bundle on grocery bills!”
His mother ignored them.
The bouncy girl next door called him “Pipsqueak”.
Her dog, even though it was only a scotch terrier, would yap and yap
and chase him down the street.
His relatives kept giving him baby toys long after he had outgrown such
things.